After breakfast this morning, Cynthia and i were put on a “treasure hunt”. It was Bro Nat’s instructions to have us travel on our own by sorngtaew, to places, with specific things to do. While taking down instructions from Sis Pat, i was almost overwhelmed by the names of places already. So of course…when the list of food we had to get, came…i thought i’d faint. Haha (:
Here’s what we were instructed to do:
First, take a sorngtaew outside Nimanheimin Soi 3 to get to “Samkasat Peetee Patan”. We should only have to pay about 20baht per person for the sorngtaew ride. There, we were to walk around and of course, take pictures to show we were there, and what we saw.
Next, take a sorngtaew (this time also about 20baht per person) to “Talat Wararot” to buy lunch for the ERC staff!
- kâao nieow (sticky rice) 50baht
- sâi wua (sausage) 100baht
- dtaeng moh, neung lu (1 whole watermelon)
- nam prik noom (a kind of chili that’s eaten with fried pork skin) 50baht
- kap moo (fried pork skin) 50baht
‘Best’ of all, all the above instructions came in… …(yes you probably guessed it)…Thai. Yes, even the quantity, price, directions, were all in Thai…Flagging down a sorngtaew and making sure we paid the reasonable fare was alright, but buying food for the ERC staff was when it became challenging since i had no idea what those items were before i bought them! Thank God for the kind aunties at the market who helped me when i asked them what a certain item was, and where i could get it
Well…we were told to get back to Payap University by 12.30pm, but because we were only willing to pay 80baht for two to get there, we went around with other passengers before we finally arrived at our destination…and got there at 12.35pm. Also, instead of sticky rice (“kâao nieow”), we got bloody rice (“kâao naeow”). As Christians we normally don’t eat blood or food with blood, but it was only after eating it we were told what it was…
What little Thai i know, was put to the test today…it was quite an adventurous experience, but definitely a meaningful one, for it had allowed me to immerse myself deeper into the culture of this nation.

outside samkasat


i love how my tuition kids (mostly my former kindergarten students) still call me “Miss Van”, but it’s different. It felt good being greeted “Miss Van” in a classroom once again.